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Jong-seok was entering the judo practice field with An Ji-na.

"Ha! Taat!"

"Ha!"

Even though it was Saturday, athletes practicing inside the judo field were emitting hot heat.

At the entrance of the judo hall, Ahn Ji-na and Jong-seok appeared and Cho Hyun, who were exercising, approached a middle-aged man on one side.

And when I talked about something, a middle-aged man glanced at Jong-seok and got up and approached me.

"Hello."

Jong-seok bowed his head when a middle-aged man lightly raised his hand to greet him.

"I'm Lee Jong-seok, a junior of Cho Hyun."

"Yes, I've heard. You're an oriental doctor?"

"Yes"

"I didn't know Jo Hyeon had a junior oriental doctor. I'd appreciate it if you could just give our players a pulse when you go and see them."

"Okay."

"Then take a look... ...and let Cho Hyun guide you."

When we watched a middle-aged man go back to where he was and train the players, Jo-hyun said with a smile.

He's our director.

"You're director Oh Sung-deuk, aren't you?""

"You know?"

"Yes, I know."

Jong-seok was one of the heroes I wanted to meet when I went to the judo field. It was Oh Sung-deuk who won two Grand Slam titles.

When Oh Sung-deuk was in his prime, it was famous that he and the silver medalist, who had competed in the Olympics, came out with a different weight class at the next competition to avoid him.

He was a legendary hero in judo anyway.

Jong-seok was one of the heroes to meet in Taeneung.

Anyway, I met Director Oh Sung-deuk... ...and now they're Olympic medalists.

When Jong-seok, muttering inwardly, sees the players exercising, Jo-hyun brought four young players.

"Say hi. This is Lee Jong-seok, your senior."

"Hello."

When his juniors greeted him, Jong-seok smiled and reached out his hand.

"I didn't expect to see my junior in Taeneung. Nice to meet you. I'm Lee Jong-seok and I'm an oriental doctor. Whenever you feel like you have a problem with your body, come and see me. I'll give you a special service that's good for your energy."

Jo Hyeon saw him at Jong-seok's words.

"Then do you have saliva?"

"Yes, sir. Do you have any thoughts?"

"Who wouldn't care if it was a healthy saliva?"

"Then I'll let you have a strong shot later. I'll let you guys go later."

"Thank you."

Jong-seok, who happily greeted Cho Hyun said.

"I'll take care of the sights, so you should exercise. "Don't waste your time because of me."

"I haven't seen you in a long time. Can you do that? Or do you want to sweat after a long time?"

Jong-seok nodded while watching Jo-hyun for a moment as he took a piggyback pose.

"Can I?"

"It's okay if you play with me on one side so that other players don't get in the way."

"You don't have to train?"

"I asked the director earlier."

"It's not about your permission, it's about you getting ready for the competition."

I think it will be fun to play judo after a long time, but I don't think it should interfere with the exercise.

This is especially important for Cho Hyun.

"I'll be watching you here."

"But it's boring just to look around. And it's not easy to grab a chance with an incumbent national university."

"If you want to do it while watching, please do it for me."

"Then do it."

Then Jo Hyeon took her juniors to one side.

"Come on, show yourself good. Start"

"Yes."

At Cho Hyun's words, juniors began to fight in pairs.

Papapot! Papapot!

Jong-seok nodded at the young players who fought quickly.

"Surely the national flag is different."

The flag fight of juniors was quite different from what we saw in high school. Should I say the level is different?

When Jong-seok was watching the flag fight and confrontation between his juniors, Jo Hyeon was guiding them.

"Yes! Chansung, put more force on your feet."

"Kyung-il needs to straighten his back! Yes!"

The juniors moved quickly at Cho Hyun's cry. And... ...

"Crazy. What are we doing?"

"I know. What are you doing here because you've never seen a senior before?"

"That's to my senior, who is a perennial candidate."

"But you're a senior, so can I say that?"

"Am I wrong? Why should I be like this to a senior who never went to an international competition with the Korean national flag?"

"Hey, just do it. It's harder talking."

Jongseok has a better eye than ordinary people.

Even if you don't concentrate on your work, the basic performance is excellent.

It's better if you focus on it. In any case, Jong-seok frowned at the conversation between the two players.

"A perennial candidate..."

I was angry that my junior said bad things to my senior, but in Jong-seok's view, everything Cho Hyun pointed out was helpful.

Jo Hyeon taught players training on behalf of the coach since he was in school, so I liked the way he looked.

What Jo-hyun points out was what they lacked. Of course, even if it's not... ...

You're angry.

Jong-seok, muttering inside, turned his head toward Cho Hyun.

"Hey, can I have that Judo suit?"

"Why, do you?"

"I'm itching to see it. And when will I ever catch a national team player?"

"Yes. Follow me."

Jo-hyun took Jong-seok to the dressing room and handed him the judo suit. Jong-seok asked, wearing an old but clean-washed induction suit.

"How are your juniors doing, by the way?"

"Everyone's fine. Chansung is expected to go to the next Olympics, and Kyung-il will be able to go to the Olympics if he gets a little better, and then three Taejin High School students will go out and win medals at the next Olympics."

Jong-seok was bitten by Cho Hyun, who smiled pleasantly.

"What about the other two?"

"They need a little more trimming. Still a standing army."

Jong-seok nodded at Cho Hyun's words. Then he tied up his judo suit strap and left the dressing room with Cho Hyun.

And before going to the juniors, Jong-suk approached manager Oh Sung-deuk.

Oh Sung-deuk glanced at him as Jong-seok approached. Oh Sung-deuk nodded when he saw Jong-seok in a judo suit.

"It's good to go and sweat while you're here."

Jong-seok bowed his head to Oh Sung-deuk, who nodded softly when he heard that ordinary people were exercising at the National University training ground.

"Excuse me for a moment."

"Make it easier."

Jong-seok, who bowed his head once again to Oh Sung-deuk's words, moved to his juniors.

While Jong-seok was changing his judo suit, his juniors, who were resting, faced each other again to fight.

Jong-seok seemed to have thought Jo Hyeon would play against him. But...

"If you don't mind, can you do it with me?"

"Me?"

"You're too out of shape with Hyun. "Please do me a favor."

His approval of Jong-seok's words nodded as he looked at him.

"I'm fine, sir. Are you okay?"

"I need some exercise, too. "Please do me a favor."

He stood in favour of Jong-seok's words. Jong-seok turned his head toward Cho Hyun.

"Then you'll have to judge.

"Referee? What do you mean judge? Why don't you just do it?"

"It's been a while, but I want to make it official."

"You've never had a match before, you're not supposed to be a... ..yes, I got it. Player"

Jong-seok and Chansung stood facing each other as Jo-hyeon raised both hands to point.

And when they bowed to each other, Jo-hyun signaled.

"Start"

"Taat!"

Jong-seok threw up his chastity when he saw the approval of his loud shouts.

"Ha!"

Jong-seok and Chansung, who threw up their spirits, approached each other. Jong-seok was a little nervous inside, watching the approval coming to him.

'If you just fight, you'll win, but this is judo......'

Although Gungongugong has a similar context to judo, his opponent is the national team with the highest level of ability among judo players in the country.

I'm a little nervous about whether I can deal with it easily.

"Whoa!"

After a long breath, Jong-seok saw approval approaching him. Chansung was looking at Jong-seok, stopping a little closer.

Since he was an ordinary person and a senior, he felt like he was giving up his good deeds.

'It's convenient to come first...'

If it's a fight, it's called a must-win, but this is judo. This is judo. And Geon-gon-gugong is not a good thing for a first ball.

"Let's start with the flag, shall we?'

Jong-seok stepped on the bulyeonghaseo with his thoughts.

Sweep!

'Huh?'

Chansung's face hardened as he was looking at Jongseok. It doesn't look like a new type of rock has disappeared at the moment.

'Where?'

A collar of approval was caught by Jong-seok as he turned quickly around.

'In no time?'

As soon as he felt it disappeared, he was surprised to see Jong-seok holding his collar, but his instinct as a national team player was moving.

As soon as the collar was caught, his hand held the opponent's cow tongue tightly.

And the other hand was headed to Jong-seok's chest.

Sweep!

Jong-seok grabbed the collar, pushing the fast-coming hand of Chan-sung with a thousand leaves.

When Jong-seok pulled his hand strongly in the move of Chan-sung to pull out what was caught, Chan-sung's hand pushed him.

If you push and pull like a ball, it's the same as judo.

But... ...

When Chansung pushed his hand, he didn't miss it.

Sreuk!

Pulling his pushing hand, Jong-seok's body rotated.

Whispering!

When Jong-seok's body turned around, Chansung quickly pulled back and lowered the center of gravity to below.

All of a sudden, big technology. This is why ordinary people...'

As he tried to kick back Jong-seok's foot with his thoughts, his face was young.

Matt was seen in his eyes, not the back of Jong-seok that had just been seen.

'I'm... ..over?'

I definitely defended my pulling skills, but my body was in the air.

And... ...

Bang!

Oh Sung-deuk turned his head at the loud sound of hitting the mat. And in his eyes, approval was passed to Jong-seok and he was seen lying on the mat.

Oh Sung-deuk then turned his head back toward the players.

Chansung was also from Taejin High School.

Perhaps he was teaching Jong-seok skills. And the more pleasant the person who falls for the skill is, the more interesting it is to learn the skill.

So I went over to make a loud noise... ...

Bang!

At the sound of hitting the mat again, Oh Sung-deuk turned his head again and said yes.

Unlike before, the approval was going sideways and side-falling.

"Chansung is still polite to his seniors."

As he was quick-tempered and a little strong, senior players among the players looked a little bad. Fortunately, Jo Hyeon was mediating well in the middle.

'How can you do that to your seniors............'

Oh Sung-deuk's face, muttering inwardly to the approval, suddenly hardened.

As soon as I saw Chansung who got up again and rushed to Jong-seok and Jong-seok who was dealing with him... ...I got it.

He didn't even watch Chansung teach Jongseok skills... ...and he went all out.

Papapot! Papapot!

The flag fight that resembles a real battle and the foot movement that moves to break the opponent's balance... ...was a real battle.

And with all his might, Chansung's hand was lightly tapped, snatched, and stepped on his feet to break the balance.

Oh Sung-deuk's eyes were filled with Jong-seok, who was turning as he grabbed his fallen opponent, and Chansung, who floated in the air and fell down.

Bang!

Jong-seok, who broke the balance by pushing his foot with his own foot, turned his body and lowered his balance.

Then, Chansung's legs floated on his lightly bouncing buttocks and fell on the mat.

Bang!

A heavy shout of approval sprang up. Then when he tried to rush back toward Jong-seok, Jong-seok stepped back.

"Wait"

"Gasp! I can do more."

"You're very short of breath. Back off and Kyung-il come here."

After seeing him with burning eyes, he stepped back and approached Kyung-il.

"You didn't do it for me, did you?"

Kyung-il kept an eye on Jong-seok and bit Chansung's lip when asked.

"It's not strong, but it's strangely breaking my fungus. Watch your balance,"

Kyung-il nodded his head to Jong-seok when he said yes.

And as Gyeong-il, who was facing Jong-seok, lowered his head, Jong-seok lowered his head, and soon began to get closer to each other.